Hey there guys! This is me making an attempt for a multichapter story. I can't say for sure how it will go but I'm gonna try anyway! So in this universe Freed is a waiter at a café and Laxus the owner of a club. What will happen if they finally start to meet each other officially? Find out here!

He was here on each Tues- and Thursday and on the weekend.

And Laxus almost felt like a stalker or something as he was already watching out for the striking green hair.

It was Tuesday morning and he was here to get his favorite coffee. One cup...or probably more than one.. Really, this café had the harbored the best coffee in town! And one of the most interesting men he'd ever encountered. Though perhaps, 'interesting' was an understatement at this point.

Laxus was pretty sure that, by now, someone must have noticed his regular presence. Then again, it was usual for a place like this to have regular customers, right? So there was absolutely nothing suspicious about his behavior. Nothing at all.

Except for maybe the glances he threw over at the large counter which he didn't notice became a tad bit too obvious at times.

He couldn't understand it. What was up with all his visits here, his wish to see this green-haired waiter every morning? No, his wish was more than just that. Laxus Dreyar was at a loss. He hated it but couldn't change it either. These weird ass feelings overwhelming him every time he got here...

Bim bam, but Laxus Dreyar was not only at a loss, but he was most likely crushing on someone he'd never really talked to before. Only watched, and given his order. To top that, though, it was a man.

A man. A waiter. A damn handsome and interesting waiter. Someone who seemed worth his attention.

… but he still hated that he felt like this, somewhat helpless.

Looking over at the counter once more the blond wondered in silence where the man with the surname 'Justine' was. Maybe sick? Or perhaps he had an appointment? He probably wouldn't find out anyway, so why think about it?!

Grumbling over his own thought Laxus leaned back in his chair and pulled out his phone. The untouched cup of coffee was placed in front of him at the wooden table and a yawn escaped him as he switched through his messages.

But then suddenly, the door was pushed open and a man rushed through it, obviously in slight panic. It looked like it, at least.

Without wanting to seem to obvious, Laxus glanced away from his phone and focused on the man who just arrived instead.

Ah! There he was!

So he was just being late? As far as Laxus knew he had never been late before.

"What happened? You're never late!", a brunette woman greeted him with a small frown on her face.

"I apologize, Ever." That was all he said, apparently a little embarrassed. His green hair was tied up to a high pony tail, his garments neat as always. With the slight red color on his face he looked really cute, actually.

Wait. Shaking his head Laxus groaned in frustration and tried to focus on his phone again. A message from his grandpa? Hm. Seriously, his own behavior irritated him but to be blamed was mostly the confusion that played a part in all of this.

Because this man confused him.

Shitty feelings.

Putting away his phone, not wanting to deal with problems so early in the morning, Laxus took his cup of coffee and brought it up to his lips letting the pleasant liquid run through his throat. Nothing could beat this coffee, honestly! But once again that was not all he wanted to focus on as he tried to overhear the conversation between the waiter and the waitress. Out of the corner of his eyes he could see that they seemed to be whisper somewhat secretly... and did they look at him?!

No, must just be his imagination. Dammit Dreyar, now don't start imagining things!

Peering into his cup with a scowl Laxus huffed as meanwhile the green-haired man and the woman named Ever, apparently, were indeed talking about him.

"He has been looking for you, I'm pretty sure, Freed. He looked disappointed even. I watched him.", Ever insisted while preparing the next order.

"Honestly Ever, I really can't imagine that a guy like him would...be interested in someone like me," he said frowning and concluding his statement with a low sigh.

"And you're disappointed about that?"

"What? No!"

Evergreen had a knowing smirk on her face, one that made the red color on Freed's cheeks reappear. "You should ask him if he would be interested in meeting you. Or give him your phone number," the female hummed and threw a side glance at the greenet. She was one hundred percent sure that Freed had noticed the regular presence from this blond man. Along with his sly glances. But boy, he was being shy! That was rare.

"...I'm a waiter here, Ever. I cannot flirt with my customers."

"Oh c'mon Freed, he's clearly interested!" Now she was huffing, and Freed certainly didn't expect her to turn around and flick his forehead.

"Hmph."

"Now don't grumble, go for it before he's gone again!"

That almost sounded like an order he couldn't ignore. Was this really the right move to make? Knitting his brows, Freed looked over to that one certain table and realized that the blond man apparently had company by now. Oh great...

In fact, one of Laxus' closest friends had arrived moments ago.

"Hey Lax, you should ask him out for a date already!" A tall man with blue hair stalked towards the blond and earned a look of disbelief, almost horror. "Bixlow dammit, shut your trap!" Geez, sometimes he wanted to kill that guy! "Don't scream it through the entire room!"

His friend just gave a hearty laughter as he let himself fall on the seat next to Laxus, a wide grin stretching on his face. "Oh c'mon, you've been too obvious anyway. Anyone knows by now, I bet. That ya like that guy. Go over and smooch him, baby. I bet he won't be able to resist ya."

"Bix...," Laxus growled and moved one hand up to rub his forehead. "I don't want to smooch him, dammit. He's the waiter here, he's a man and he's-"

"-totally the guy that caught yer attention, baby. And you totally do want to smooch him."

"Oh shut up," Laxus growled once more, this time in defeat. He knew Bixlow was right but he still wasn't able to wholly accept it. After a moment he grumbled. "... ya really think I should just... ask him out?"

The tall blue-haired man shrugged and sank further into his chair. "Yep." He looked aside, and suddenly a toothy grin was back on his face. "Now or never, I say."

Arching up a brow, Laxus followed his gaze. And instantly realized what he meant. Damn!

Mr. Justine was heading towards their table with what seemed to be a coffee-to-go in his hand and Laxus asked himself whether Bixlow had already ordered something. That wasn't all he noticed though. Was the green-haired man looking nervous?

… well he realized that sure as hell he was becoming a little nervous right now. Now or never, huh? Dammit, Bixlow.

Once Freed stood in front of their table Laxus felt the huge urge to flee this very moment whilst Bixlow was grinning as widely as ever still. He heard the waiter clearing his throat, probably to make sure that he had their attention, and just as the blond wanted to look up the greenet placed the coffee on his table.

"The coffee-to-go, Sir."

"But uh... ," Laxus started in a desperate attempt to keep up the conversation. Although he had to admit there was a tiny bit of confusion... He didn't order a coffee-to-go! "I didn't ord-"

Just as he wanted to state that however, the waiter with the surname Justine showed a tiny smile and mildly nodded towards the coffee. Laxus blinked, then looked away and at the plastic cup instead trying to figure out what was up... and that was when he noticed that something was scribbled on it. A... number? And a name.

A number and a name!

Glancing up, and hoping that he didn't let his utter surprise show, he gazed at his friend who already wore a knowing expression, guessing what just happened.

Then he dared to look over to the counter.

And the green-haired man was smiling at him. No, wait...

Laxus glanced back to the cup. One heartbeat later his own lips formed a similar smile.

"Freed... Freed Justine... "

Freed was smiling at him.

"Heh..."